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About Savanna-la-Mar

Still, weird vibes after. Darth Vader don’t cuddle, ya feel me? Rolled outta there, thinkin’, “The force is strong with this one.” Little known fact—truck stops are goldmines for this shit. Cops don’t care, too busy with meth heads. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but damn, it’s my story! Angry at the world, happy I got laid, surprised it even worked. “Don’t let it go to waste,” Belfort’d scream—damn right, I didn’t. *heavy breathing* I am your father—rulin’ the fields, fuckin’ unstoppable.

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Finally, the day starts to wind down. I’m exhausted, but then I get a call from a guy on the corner of the Bog-Walk River. He’s fishing and caught a huge tilapia! He’s so pumped, and I can’t help but smile. It’s nice to hear someone happy after all the craziness.

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